Sara Crazy Child
Sara's Street Symphony: A Tale of Youthful Despair and Melancholy Melodies
Lyrics
Sara Crazy Child is devouring all the street
Sara Crazy Child is wandering through the streets, capturing attention.
With her pastel tortured dress
She wears a distressed pastel-colored dress, symbolizing inner turmoil.
And her seductive bongo beat
Her rhythmic, alluring drumming adds to her charm.
Her skin's wild like the olives
Her untamed appearance resembles the wildness of olives.
And her Body's bitter sweet
Her body carries both pleasant and painful experiences.
Still she's only just thirteen
Despite her demeanor, she's still very young, only thirteen.
And she's forgotten how to dream
She's lost her ability to dream, possibly due to life's harsh realities.
Her brother the Juke Box King
Her brother, known for his harsh words, dominates the jukebox scene.
With his venom mouthy sting
His words can be venomous and hurtful.
And his knowledge twisted hair
His knowledge is warped, as indicated by his eccentric appearance.
And his 1920's stare
He stares like someone from the 1920s, hinting at an anachronistic presence.
He lives beneath the roadway
He lives in a hidden, labyrinthine place like the mythical Minotaur.
In a Minotaur's lair
In summer, he seems youthful, but in winter, he's more aggressive.
In summer he's a young boy
Sara's mother appears broken and worn, her face reflecting hardship.
But in winter he's a bear
Her once graceful features are now marred by the passage of time.
Broken dusty mama
The family is captured in an old photo, reminiscent of a distant past.
Her face melted just like wax
They've lost their vitality and surrendered to their own demise.
Her once gazelle like features
They've lost their passion and surrendered to the harshness of reality.
Bloodied by the age axe
They've been affected and scarred by life's hardships.
Sepia picture postcard
The family's picture is aged and lacks vitality.
Of the twosome of their home
They've succumbed to their own self-destruction.
Soullessly they submitted to
The guillotine of their own
Their downfall was self-inflicted, like a guillotine.
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